I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Chapter 1797: Chapter 1797: Isn’t it fine as long as there are hands? (3/6)

Kuang Lei entered the coffin once more, slipping back into a deep slumber, awaiting the next cultivator’s arrival.

The elder fixed his gaze on Mu Fusheng, not blinking, not even flinching!

Mu Fusheng touched his face and asked knowingly, ”Am I handsome?”

The elder twitched his eyebrows and said, ”How... how did you do it?”

”How did I do what?” Mu Fusheng asked innocently.

The elder waved his hand impatiently. ”Quit playing dumb. How did you pass the Ninth Level of Thunder Tribulation? Logically speaking, in this era, no one should have a method to cross nine levels of tribulation.”

”And even more insane, you actually refined the Nine Level Thunder Tribulation’s power... Even if someone had a way to pass, who would dare risk their life like that!”

Mu Fusheng countered, ”Even you don’t know how?”

The elder rolled his eyes. ”If I knew, would I be asking you?”

”Then doesn’t that mean the method is a closely guarded secret?”

The elder nodded. ”Of course, otherwise it wouldn’t have been lost to time.”

Mu Fusheng snorted, ”Then do you think I’d tell you?”

The elder: ”...”

What the hell—he’s so damn convincing that I can’t even refute him!

Yet inexplicably, it left the elder a little annoyed.

”I’m just a remnant soul, bound to this relic, unable to leave. What harm is there in telling me? Satisfy the curiosity of an old man, would you?”

Mu Fusheng gestured with his hand. ”No thanks; we’re not even close.”

The elder gritted his teeth. ”Fine. If you share this information with me, I’ll swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao that I won’t tell another soul. Additionally, I’ll give you a piece of information that’ll give you an advantage in your next relic trial!”

Mu Fusheng smirked, ”The next trial? Isn’t this the last trial? What can you possibly tell me that’s useful?”

The elder chuckled, shaking his head. ”I’m talking about the core secrets of the Divine Dynasty.”

”Or... are you saying that with your strength, you don’t think you can claim the Sun and Moon Token?”

Hearing this, Mu Fusheng suddenly realized, ”Ah, so the final trial must be some sort of free-for-all battle.”

The elder: ”...”

What kind of brain does this guy have?

Just one sentence and he’s already deduced the content of the final trial?!

”So, do we trade or not?”

Mu Fusheng mulled it over before nodding. ”Fine, but I need to add one more condition.”

The elder frowned, ”What is it? Speak.”

Mu Fusheng smiled. ”I need all the information you have on the Xu Family and Xuanyuan Clan in all the relics. Ideally, I want updates on their every move.”

The elder hesitated. ”This...”

Mu Fusheng shrugged nonchalantly, ”Well, if that’s the case, the deal’s off.”

The elder gritted his teeth, ultimately unable to resist his burning curiosity.

After all, Mu Fusheng’s feat was utterly unprecedented. Even His Majesty the Chaos God Master had nearly perished during the Ninth Level of Thunder Tribulation. So how could Mu Fusheng have breezed through it and even refined the tribulation’s power?

”Sigh, as a Relic Guardian, I shouldn’t be abusing my authority, but...”

Mu Fusheng interrupted, putting on a considerate expression. ”It’s fine. I understand. After all, you’ve been here guarding this place for so long, unburdened by worldly desires. If learning the truth makes you restless, that would be on me. Forget it, forget it.”

The elder was dumbstruck.

You kidding me?

I was just being polite, and now you’ve cornered me?

Watching Mu Fusheng pretend to turn toward the Light Gate to leave, the elder quickly stepped in to block him. ”Fine! I agree!”

Mu Fusheng grinned mischievously. ”You won’t feel conflicted, senior?”

The elder’s face twitched, his fists clenched tightly. ”Quit yapping and start talking already.”

This little brat.

How is he this good at getting under my skin?

Mu Fusheng shook his head and finally said, ”Well, it’s because... I had the guidance of a master. Without their help guarding me, I couldn’t have done it.”

The elder: ”...”

That’s it?

You think I don’t already know someone helped you?

How could you possibly have done it alone?

Seeing the elder’s rising frustration, Mu Fusheng decided not to keep pushing. After all, the elder was just a remnant soul. No need to risk him dissipating entirely due to sheer fury.

So Mu Fusheng relayed an account.

It was honest, but... how much he left out was his own business.